Sunday, May 19, 2013

Door Picture Prompt - 100 words




“Face it Frank, we’re lost.”
“No, we’re not. I know exactly where we are.”
“Where are we then?”
“We’re in Porta Vallarta.”
“Very funny. You do know that the cruise ship leaves in less than an hour. I’m going to knock on that door and ask directions.”
“Don’t do that. Just give me a minute to look at the map.”
“You never want to ask directions.”
“But I’ve got everything under control, Helen. Now where did I put that map?”
“I’m going to knock on that door right now.”
“Ouch!”
“Now what?”
“I ran into that cactus.”
“Serves you right!”

Friday, May 17, 2013

Happy Just Being



I didn’t solve the world’s problems today
I didn’t even solve mine,
But I did take time to dream and play
And I think that’s just fine,
In a rush, rush world where achievers reign
I might be seen as lazy,
Some might even see me as a pain
Or even a little bit crazy,
Like Ferdinand the Bull, I’m sniffing the flowers
And taking the time to just be,
No chasing fancy titles in glass office towers
I’m happy to just be me.

© Cathy Graham, May 17, 2013

Wednesday, May 15, 2013

Wordless Wednesday - Celebrate the miracle of Spring!

Crab Apple Blossoms in May on our Laura Tree

And Spring arose on the garden fair,
Like the Spirit of Love felt everywhere;
And each flower and herb on Earth's dark breast
rose from the dreams of its wintry rest.
~Percy Bysshe Shelley, "The Sensitive Plant"


Saturday, May 11, 2013

100 Words On Saturday



100 Words On Saturday 10 Prompt: DARK SECRETS



Way back in 1963
Jody was a bride-to-be,
Innocent, without a clue
So eager to rush and say I do,
Bob charmed her with empty praise
Leaving her in a foggy daze,
Her fiancé was a great big fake
Nothing but a lying snake,
He played women like a sport
With a different girl in every port,
On the morning of the wedding day
Jody found Bob making out with Kay,
She grabbed a gun and shot them dead
A bullet each right through the head,
They tumbled from the bed onto the floor
Poor Jody isn’t innocent any more.

What's your anchor?

I haven’t done much blogging since the April A to Z challenge. Between preparing for choir concerts and having my laptop fixed, blogging fell through the cracks.

I seem to be that way and go full throttle at projects and then nothing. I must try to get back at it again as I do enjoy it and I do appreciate the friendships I’ve made with other wonderful bloggers.

I was thinking about a topic they discussed at Weight Watchers last week about having an anchor whenever we feel ourselves going off track on our healthy eating regime. For me, going to the meetings is my anchor as they get my mindset back to where it should be again and I love the leader Carol and her self deprecating Newfoundland humour. She’s a riot.

We have different kinds of anchors in life to handle challenges and obstacles that throw us off course. What about having an anchor for when we get off the creative track? Many times I’ve been derailed by stress, rejection, indifference and just plain old procrastination and my inner critic working overtime. 

Wouldn’t it be good to have some kind of anchor to remind me that I am a worthwhile creative spirit and to celebrate my creativity daily?

Here is my anchor, a tangible reminder that I am a creative spirit and that fun inner child Cathy lives within and wants to come out and celebrate daily. And of course, I love cats so had to have a cat as well! I will look at this anchor whenever I fall into those bad habits of self doubt and defeat. This anchor will remind me to celebrate the moment and express myself for the pure joy of creative expression without any expectations of external gratification or approval.


Here is my creative anchor to look at and hold onto when my spirits are low. Sorry the photo is a little blurry. It's a dull, rainy day today and the lighting isn't the best so I made the photo go soft and blurry. Kind of a dreamy effect and then I can imagine that the little girl in the picture is my inner child, Cathy.

Many have a spiritual anchor which is also a good anchor to have. Wish mine was stronger but I accept it for what it is. When I wrote this blog post, the hymn "We have an anchor" kept going in my head. Here is a cute version with a jolly old fellow from the Isle of Man singing it on guitar.


What’s your anchor? Do you have one?